Race on Andrassy |
A pace car started down the road and the time read 20:22 with one woman running behind the car. I assumed it would end at Heros Square, so I walked that way.
I noticed woman after woman runner, so it appears to have been an all female race. All the signs were in Hungarian so I pulled up google translate to learn what they said.
Most of the women had red shirts that said "a futas boldogsag", which Google says means "happiness, the running". A prominent sign said higgy magadban, which means "believe in yourself". Www.Futanet.hu was the website but it wasn't easy to translate the whole site on my phone.
During the race, there were four guys waking next to me. One of the guys dove to push his friend. Then all the guys looked down at the ground; he had pushed his friend away from stepping in a huge fresh pile of poop. The friends gave each other high fives, laughed and moved on.
I stopped in a pub for lunch. There's a lot of paprika, Greek, Italian and Chinese in the city. The pub was showing handball on one screen and soccer on another. I got a spicy pizza since it seemed to be the special there, very nice.
So if I'm honest, I came to Budapest a little ignorant and a little nervous. I left Budapest feeling humbled and respectful of all they've accomplished. The polarities of Buda and Pest are fascinating. It's an honor to walk their streets, meet their people, try their food, and experience the future happening right now.
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